Sheets

Is he still coming around like an injured bird needing a nest

A place to rest his head in a song you'll regret

Stand you take lord knows I don't want to compete

But I still sleep in the very sheets he's been in

Swallow him whole like a pill

That makes you choke and stills your soul

You have the nerve to look me in the eyes and lie

Send him back

I'll share the trap that you have me in

Is he still coming around like an injured bird needing a nest

A place to rest his head in a song you'll regret

Still you take him

Lord knows I don't want to compete

But I still sleep in the very sheets he's been in

Swallow him whole like a pill

That makes you choke and stills your soul

You have the nerve to look me in the eyes and lie

Send him back

I'll share the trap that you have me in

I'll share the trap send him back